FATHER, now the day is over,

Weary, worn, myself I bring;

My defenseless head, oh, cover

With the shadow of Thy wing.

Pardon all the day’s transgressing,

Cleanse from every stain of sin;

Lord, I come, my need confessing,

Make and keep me pure within.

Wipe away my tears of sorrow,

Take me to Thy loving breast,

Make me stronger for the morrow,

Give me peace and holy rest.

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